Procrastination

Time drags on and still no end
And don't even try to pretend
Don't act like you've got nothing to do
Because you know it has to be done too

The day draws on and it's still not done
The amount of which is finished is none
I should get to it
I can't just quit

My education at stake
I begin to flake
And think about getting a move on
Even though my patience is gone

Procrastination strikes again
On the souls of men
Keeping them from their work
What a non-physical jerk